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There's a place near to me, where |
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I'm longing to be |
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With my friends at the old country church |
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There with mother we went and our |
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Sundays we spent |
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With our friends at the old country church |
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Precious years of memories |
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Oh, what joy they bring to me |
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How I long once more to be |
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With my friends at the old country church |
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How I wish that today all the people would pray |
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Like we prayed in that old country church |
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If they'd only confess, |
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Jesus surely would bless |
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As He did in that old country church |
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Precious years of memories |
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Oh, what joy they bring to me |
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How I long once more to be |
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With my friends at the old country church |
